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noise dept.
Stranger Things

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
i don't do bad sauce passes

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YOU ARE THE REASON

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jacob lowkey the druski skit too
the vampire lestat on chicken shop date. the vampire lestat reads thirst tweets. the vampire lestat on hot ones. the vampire lestat puppy interview.
the vampire lestat cussing out a white twink on tiktok live because the dude sent in a fake deuxmoi blind saying that the vampire lestat and a hot rich gay named armand are "playing for ottawa".
characters going “we were lovers once”: eh, it’s okay i guess. it’s nice enough
characters going “we were friends once”: absolutely devastating. one hit knockout i’m gone
getting violently ill btw
can't watch "industry" season 4 in the dark like god intended without going either "hey this happens in lingua franca" or "hey this happened to my close personal friend ghislaine maxwell" every 30 seconds
"first nine months of your mortal life" of course Louis believes life begins at conception he's old as fuck and catholic
"Send me a ship and a sentence, I'll write the next five."
(Idk if you're still doing this challenge but I'm sending in an ask anyway, because free will.)
Ship: Matthew Fairchild and Cordelia Herondale. ;)
Sentence (from my novel's first draft): “I just wanted to say that we, um... we could have been good, you know? Even if it was only meant to be one night, I don’t regret that night in Paris at all. And, I mean, if James fucks with you, I’ll help you pick up the pieces. You’d do the same for me.”
Ahhhh, our origin story!! Of course I'll write you Fairstairs. <3
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“I just wanted to say that we, um... we could have been good, you know? Even if it was only meant to be one night, I don’t regret that night in Paris at all. And, I mean, if James fucks with you, I’ll help you pick up the pieces. You’d do the same for me.”
The warm August air suddenly feels stifling to Cordelia, the smell of honeysuckle from the nearby bush overwhelming, her neck damp and clammy in an unpleasant way.
She places a hand across her stomach, willing the flood of unknowable feelings behind her ribs, supported by her whalebone corset, to stay constrained for the remainder of this conversation.
The familiar timber of Matthew’s voice - deeply passionate and so painfully sincere - is threatening in a strange, worrying way.
She presses her lips together, attempting a smile. “Yes, of course, I’d do the same for you.”
That, at least, is not a lie.
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(listen to Bloc Party 'Signs' after/during reading this, to really get a sense of Cordelia's mental state at this point)
"Send me a ship and a sentence, I'll write the next five."
Ship: Emma Carstairs and Julian Blackthorn.
Sentence (from Lingua Franca): "[She] calmly folded her napkin with surgical precision, looked at [him], and said, “Fuck, you’re high.”"
“I am not,” Julian’s reply was immediate and indignant but his voice held an imprecision, a sheen of slickness which immediately confirmed he was under the influence. He buckled and grabbed onto the mosaic-imprint table.
Emma shot a side glance to Cristina, who discretely slid her butterfly knives out from underneath her faux-leather mini-skirt, and to her credit, didn’t say anything further.
“Okay, it was a mistake to come to the Hell Ruelle tonight,” Emma confirmed while a shimmering fog engulfed them. She pulled out Cortana from its sheath beside her, and moved to cover her fiance’s slumped figure. “Julian will apologise later but I can admit it now.”
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(I forgot I had these in here! Great exercise while trying to brush off those writing cobwebs... :D)
Clearly, this is a post-SoBH snippet where Cristina is visiting Emma in London, Emma wants to show her a good night out and forgot that said bestie was one of the consorts of the Unseelie King in the middle of a cold war with the Seelie Queen.
Julian unfortunately gets roofied with a faerie drink meant for Cristina, and Emma has to defend his honor/life in Soho's most fashionable faerie nightclub.
I need you to understand that this was like crack to me. Absolute crack.
neither a love triangle nor a polyamorous relationship, but a devastating secret third thing
doomed yaoi, anyone????
A Lingua Franca Reading List (Part 1)
These are some novels and nonfiction books I’ve read and been referencing as I writing write Lingua Franca. This list is nowhere near complete, lol, as I’m drafting as I research.
Samuel Earle – Tory Nation: How One Party Took Over
Douglas Murray – Bosie: A Biography of Lord Alfred Douglas
Laura Wade – Posh
Simon Kuper – Chums: How a Tiny Caste of Oxford Tories Took Over the UK
Sally Rooney – Normal People
Olivie Blake – Gifted & Talented
Benedict Anderson – Imagined Communities: Reflections on the Origin and Spread of Nationalism
John Knowles – A Separate Peace
Tim Marshall – Prisoners of Geography: Ten Maps That Tell You Everything You Need To Know About Global Politics
Donna Tartt – The Secret History
the realisation that time is finite and i will not be able to read every book i want or need to read in this lifetime is frankly sick and heartbreaking
im gonna be so real, this is tumblr, everyone who's watched heated rivalry on here has already watch iwtv
that is absolutely not true 😂😂😂
for the people migrating from hr to iwtv, let me just be real from the onset: this fandom's it-boy is a toxic domestic abuser. he is cunty and compassionate and emotional and he also dropped the love of his life from the sky. he's a shitty person but also a darling. please think twice before thinking these two shows are the same, lol.
The funniest part about writing and having your friends read your writing is when they reference your own work to you.
Or say something along the lines of "x character would do this" and they are RIGHT.
A Southern Landscape with Ruins of an Antique Temple (Ferdinand Knab, 1834 - 1902)
They could never make me hate you, complex female character whose reaction to trauma was not pretty and digestible like how people think it should be.